Getting close to leaving

It's Friday!

Normally that means something, but on our schedule...who cares?

What it DOES mean is that tomorrow is my last work day here in Beaumont. It's been an interesting journey. I really have polished my FEMA skills and by accident have polished my leadership and management skills.

I hate being away from home. I get horribly homesick. I can't imagine what people who do this for 6 months at a time go through or what people serving in the military endure. I just did 30 days and I'm ready for home.

I do, however, love this work. Going one-on-one with people and helping them get their lives back in order in whatever small way is a heck of a way to earn a paycheck. If I were retired and rich, I'd do it for free. Since I'm neither of those things, I'll go ahead and cash those paychecks.

What I'll miss:

• Texans. They're unique, for sure. Some of the nicest, most down-to-earth people on earth. You gotta love the dialect.
• Cajun Food. I gar-on-tee.
• The pace. I love being busy, having a purpose, coordinating, thinking on my feet, getting to be creative...just knowing I'm doing something useful and important.

What I won't miss:

• Really nasty trailer parks
• Mean dogs
• Wearing a blue shirt with a target on the front.

I'm not done yet. I still have another town meeting to attend. Hopefully not too many torches and pitchforks.